My clockwork heart.
False.
That vision of my soul:
Infinite ocean,
Knee deep,
Under white cloud blue.
Clockwork heart?
One floating past stratosphere?
Armor,
In truth.
Massive metaphorical monolith.
Conjured by my fearlessness,
From the last dregs of my fears.
My withered black heart,
Hides within.
Armor, In Truth.
